Back To Your Senses
I don’t know if I will ever properly figure it all out but right now I do not completely understand how. It seems evident when you look at scripture and it seems even more apparent when I look at the course of my own life – there is no set formula or predictable timeline to follow but God moves in seasons throughout our lives.
There are various times in our lives that He highlights something quite specific to us with regards to our own personal circumstances we face or for other people. There are always things on God’s heart that He wants to share with His children but there comes particular times on one’s life when He shares something very specific.
I find myself as we enter into the Easter season the Lord pressing on a button in my life. It’s a button that has been pushed before and will certainly be pushed again and again. The button is the longing for a harvest, a longing for the prodigals to return. It’s typical of the season we are in and Christmas would be similar to that we are once again reminded of the things that are dearly close to our Heavenly Father’s heart and that is people. People who are found and freed as well as people who are lost and broken and in search of a Saviour.
I happen to watch a television programme last week called Come Dine with Me and something about it struck me. The table was full! There wasn’t one single empty space around the table, everyone who was supposed to be there was there filling the space that had been laid for them.
God’s desire is for the same thing, He is delighted with everyone who sits at His table but at the same time He has this incredible yearning for those who are missing. People who have never taken up their seats at the table as well as those who once sat there and enjoyed company with Him but have excused themselves from the table.
While thinking about this I came across a small sentence in Luke 15:17 that simply say’s “He came to his senses”. It’s the story of the prodigal son who had been living in a season where he was not in the right frame of mind. He had made decisions that was not truly reflective of who he was and his identity. Everything he had done when he left his father’s house was not really who he was – none of the immorality, sin, selfishness was actually who he was. He was still a child of his father but he was living outside his authentic self.
“He came to his senses”
How many times have we had moments like these? For some of us they are everyday occurrences, for others a little more infrequent. But we all have had moments when we have to come back to our senses, got back into the right frame of mind.
I remember a season in my life where I left my seat at the table with the Heavenly Father and I began to live outside my authentic self. I made selfish decision, did sinful things but I thank the Lord that people did not disown me, that the church loved me and allowed me to come back to my senses in my own time but faithfully prayed for me.
There are many of us who are grateful that God, the church, family did not give up on us because we were not in the right frame of mind and we eventually came to our senses.
My prayer this Easter is that there will be a harvest of people coming to their senses and finding their place at the table.